Romans & histoires Royal Dragon

He ordered. The prince is...." Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight wit

It seemed to have caught on after a while as a few other dragons like mine had been named similarly. I loved my dragon. She was a beautiful black dragon with a white skull marking and had gorgeous star like spots all over her in various colors. There were bright and dark blue, violet, red and green. Her wings were huge and hide webbed, connected by various bones in her shoulder joints. Her tail was silver tipped and looked frayed but it really wasn't. Her horns were curved backwards into a loop, the tips pointing forward. They were spotted with faint red spots, almost making her look bloody. I thought it was kind of funny myself. As for her powers, she could communicate with all dragon breed

“My family has been protectors of the Royal family for centuries. We're called fae, which is a word for fairy. “What are you saying, fairies are real? I thought fairies had wings and were way smaller, “Zayla demanded. “Well, yes, they can there are races of fairies, dwarf fae, pixies, etc, Zayla’s face fell in sheer shock “Wow “she stated unbelievable “Yes faes are stronger than fairies, we are taller than well, I have wings, we also have a hierarchy that is the same as the dragons, we have a king and queen our kingdom is In a different realm but my family is related to the Royal family of faes but my family specifically is warriors that are part of an alliance to protect the Royal family of

“I-do you perhaps happen to know where the dragon is kept?” She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “And pray tell why would you be asking about the dragons after you had your girl?” I took a minute in concentration before speaking, “Because…because the King had taken my dragon, yes, I have a dragon too. He’s name is Wraya. The King’s dragon, Synthia is Wraya’s mother.”

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

he asked. “Yes Dad. You are right. He is an Imperial Dragon but there is a slight deviation in Xador’s case to which I will come back soon,” I said. “The second type, as I told you are the ‘Elemental Dragons’ which have infinite sub categories including those kiddie ones that is, ummm Water Dragon, Fire Dragon, Air Dragon, Shadow Dragon, Plague Dragon and all but we don’t have any complicated Chinese or Japanese names. Just these simple ones. And lastly, the ‘Dark Royal Dragons’ who unlike their name, do not belong to any royalty and neither are they villainous,” I answered. “So, who leads all of you ? Never heard of a Dragon King before,” Dad Lucan commented.

But even in seclusion, they were feared. And Kiara’s mother had been the worst of all. The last full-blooded dragon. Royalty by birth. A queen with wings the color of obsidian and flame, a mind sharp as war steel, and a daughter born of fire and wolf. She represented the past. Her child? A terrifying future. So the wolves called it treason. They brought silver and soldiers. And the dragons—few, scattered, diluted—burned bright… but not long. They fell not because they were weak.

Some of the gifts are too unique and too huge to fit in carriages, like the stunning mysterious creatures on leash. It's astonishing to see carriages bearing the unmistakable emblem of the great Dragon Kingdom also in the line of carriages delivering precious gifts to the palace. King Draco has never been known to submit to any royal. He rules his kingdom with fearsome magic and his people worship him like a god. Yet he too has sent tributes to appeal the Princes. The gifts have been arriving throughout the past five days ever since word got out that the eye of Elowen's crown has awakened.

I asked, holding my balance firm, not planning to leave my guts. The wind passed again, this time, almost touching my right ear. This person is fast as well, telling the movement of the wind. But what I'm not sure of is if he is from this kingdom or another. "I think you should try better wind boy," I said sarcastically. Ready to use the insight of my dragon to see through the darkness. The dragon and we are like a body and soul. We can't live with each other. Before a royal is born, a dragon is born too. And each royal picked their dragon at the age of ten through the connection and inserted the feel into the dragon. This makes us together as one.